First of all: I am tired. I am true of heart! And also: You are tired. You are true of heart! — Dave Eggers

. . . I’ll raise my arms and give you my chest and throat and wait, and I’ve been so old for so long for you, for you, I want it fast and right through me— Oh do it, do it you motherfuckers do it you fuckers finally, finally, finally.

‘Listen John—’

‘Who’s John?’

‘You’re John.’

‘I’m John?’

‘Yeah, I changed your name.’

Toph does not know the words, and I know few of the words, but you cannot fucking stop us from singing